Up Scout Mountain

It was one of those glorious Fall days when the air is crisp and the sun is shining and you simply must get out and do something!
Heading up our local little ‘mountain’ is always its own reward.  Today was no exception!
Louie and I met Jim up top.  He prefers the direct route up the face and I the meandering one that gives you time to think and sing and well, to trudge I guess.  The process is part of the joy for me.
The song resounding in my head today is a new one to me
Hallelujah to my King! by Paul Baloche and Brenton Brown
Funny thing was, instead of singing out loud I was practicing a little sign language (I’ve been teaching myself  Sign Language using worship songs) as I traipsed along, unawares there were a couple hikers at a viewpoint I was passing.  Hmm… not sure what they thought I was waving my arms about for.  Oh well.  Probably it was only me that thought anything of it.  Almost never anyone else on the trail…
    

At the top we shared snacks–orange chocolate truffles! (Jim’s idea) and an apple (mine)… then I huddled up against a rock in the sun but out of the breeze, and listened to the wind in the pine boughs and squinted out at the brilliant dimpled surface of the sea with the sun reflecting off its face and thought about God’s glory and other more down to earth things, like creating a blog to record my ponderings…

“…Oh what peace the Spirit of Jesus brings
through the trials He will carry me…
One day, in Heaven, our eyes will meet
Filled with wonder, all the saints will sing…
Hallelujah ! What a Savior/ I owe everything to Him
Hallelujah! What a Savior/ Hallelujah to my King.”